New Blog Names?????

Life in the Samarkand?
Life in the Urals?
Life on the Skeleton coast?
Life in the Middle East?
Life in the Carribean?
Life in the Cradle of Democracy?
Life in Notting Hill?
Life in a godforsaken country noone has ever heard of?

Oh, the possibilities are endless. But our deliberations on our next destination are not. And before you ask....

Yes, we have the new bid list.
No, I didn't like it when it first came out.
Yes, I'm coming around to thinking it's not so bad.
No, Zambia is not on it.
Yes, Namibia is.
No, we don't know what we are bidding yet.
Yes, we will share it with you all at some point.
No, we don't need your advice.
Yes, you can keep it to yourself.
No, REALLY, we don't need your advice.
Yes, we would like to be posted to Wellington, New Zealand, but it probably won't happen.
No, we don't want to go to Lagos.
Yes, we do have lots of friends in London, but by the time we get to bid the two London positions will invariably be taken by people coming out of Iraq, Afghanistan, Saudi Arabia, etc.
No, I won't be bidding on unaccompanied (no Katherine) posts.
Yes, we know there is good diving in Belize, and the job could be good, but it probably won't happen.
No, we don't think it would be 'cool' to be in Toronto because it's so close to New York.
Yes, I'm running out of yes, no statements.
No, that doesn't mean I will stop.
Yes, we think Damascus would be very interesting.

Okay, I guess I will stop there. But suffice it to say, we've got some thinking to do.

And I pulled a calf muscle playing tennis today so I'm very angry. So very angry. Hopefully it will be better by Sunday, because we are planning a 25 mile bike ride up North past the floating restaurant (for those of you in the know) in the mountains along the Nam Ngum reservoir.

We are currently sitting in the TV room. Diana and Alan are watching a Merchant/Ivory movie starring Natasha Richardson and Ralph Fiennes about some whities in (1930s?) Shanghai, Katherine made a valiant 5-minute effort to watch before she fell asleep on the couch, and I'm sitting here writing to you all. I can't believe you are all keeping me away from yet another Merchant/Ivory period piece. I think this movie is a shoe-in for a "best costume" Oscar nomination.

Alrighty, then. Turns out Ralph Fiennes is blind too, so he should probably get some sort of nomination too. Damn liberals.